The crowd stopped, and the elven knights dismounted. The horses then ran away freely, some frolicking in the woods, others resting on the grass and bowing their heads to eat. The elves took off their helmets, and all of them had handsome faces, as if the word "beautiful" had been created specifically for their race. The caravan drivers were ashamed of themselves, silently took out dry rations, opened water bladders, and gathered around themselves, like isolated islands.

"How can you let your guests down?" said a voice. Siegel followed the sound as a figure emerged from the smooth, mirrored stone, and then an older elven man stepped out of the shadow. He was dressed in a plain emerald green robe, unadorned except for the emblem of the elven god hanging from his waist. The elf waved his hand slightly, and a cloud of starlight flew around the flames, which turned into a table of delicacies.

The other elves nodded in greeting, and Leah introduced the humans, "This is Salifer, Salifer-Homilion, the priest of the Starlight Temple. ”

"Let's eat, everybody, and then rest. He said: "It's really shabby here, after all, it's too far away from my hometown, the Sun and Moon Glades. If you can get there one day, we will be able to entertain you with the etiquette of a true elf. ”

"It's already hearty!" Siegel was the first to jump. He ran to the table, grabbed the bread and jam from the table, and beckoned, "Sir Sir, your lord, look, there's real fruit wine here!"

"Who is this young man?" Leah asked softly, standing beside Bill.

"My new retinue. Sir Bill waved his hand, then tilted his head and replied softly in the elf's ear, "He is an interesting little boy, and he has a high level of understanding, and will be a good lad in the future." ”

"Is it the same as you?" Leah gave Bill a gentle wink.

"Much better than me. Sir was a little embarrassed when he saw the elf's expression, and decided to change the subject: "What are you doing here in Cloak Avenue?"

"Let me answer that question. "It was the priest of Saliver who spoke. He walked over slowly, motioning for Leah and Bill to go for a walk with him. The three of them walked slowly around the hilly meadow, and the grazing horses consciously made way for them.

"Lately there has been an evil stirring up, and I foresee a new force coming here, but the picture is blurry. The priest said, "We have come to this land and heard news of the trolls. The Knights of Dawn worked with us to secure the identities of these trolls, and I suspect that they are the forces of evil that I foresee. ”

"What are these trolls?"

"It is not known where they came from, the only thing that is known is that they have a priest who murders the gods, which makes these creatures especially dangerous. ”

Sir Bill gasped. The trolls he had seen on the battlefield were mercenaries of the enemy. These huge, terrifying creatures, combined with the right weapons and armor, can often be a key force in the battle game. Trolls have a strong ability to recover, sword slashes can be recovered in a matter of minutes, and they can also eat flesh and blood, regain their strength, regenerate their bodies, and even become stronger and tougher.

This creature is mostly of low intelligence and can only live on instinct most of the time. But they will obey their stronger kind, turning into warriors of incredible strength and difficult to deal with. And if they can be elected to be priests, especially those of the god of murder, then the power of killing will empower them. Sir Bill couldn't imagine any other way to defeat such a horrible fighting machine.

"There are signs that the trolls are systematically gathering their men. Evil forces are gathering, and their location and purpose are hidden under layers of fog. ”

"Is there anything you can do?"

"Oh, don't be anxious, valiant warrior, the time is not yet right. The priest smiled and refused, then said solemnly, "I just hope that this news will be known to the humans so that the townspeople can be prepared to take precautions." We can't understand why the Church of Dawn didn't strengthen the defenses of the villages. ”

"That should be the lord's job. Sir explained, "The church is only responsible for the spiritual world. ”

"Ah, I guess I understand. The priest said, "So it is the knight lord who is in charge of building the castle." ”

But these castles were never for the common people. Sir was tempted to say it, but he knew it would only make the elves look down on him even more. It's not that the elves have malicious intentions, it's just that these long-lived creatures have formed a more harmonious and continuous culture, while human civilization seems to them to be just in its infancy, radical and full of chaos and contradictions. Humans have enough ability to learn from various civilizations and races, and strive to change, but in the eyes of the elves, they lack patience and do not grasp the essence, but only superficially imitate.

"You know, Leah once told me about you, and he described you as a human with a sense of honor and cunning. It is difficult for me to imagine how these two qualities can appear in the same soul at the same time, and perhaps only humans can do it. The priest continued, "Viscount Kira of Fort Hub is not friendly to us elves, and we can only express our regret and respect for the fact that he forbade a team of more than 3 elves to appear in his territory. According to the guidance of the gods, the trolls are currently hiding in the Viscount's territory, secretly accumulating power. Someone needs to inform him, and it just so happens that we met you. I'll write a letter explaining the matter in detail. ”

"I'm here to help," said Sir.

"Okay, don't bother with me now, I'm going over there for their feast. With that, he left Bill and Leah alone and walked towards the stone table.

Sitting on the floor, eating and drinking, he never thought he would be able to eat such a hearty meal on the road - maybe that's the benefit of going out on an adventure. The food prepared by the elves is very fresh, and the delicious food cannot be described in words, whether it is vegetables, fruits and desserts, it becomes the most beautiful enjoyment. Compared with the restraint of the coachmen surrounded by the delicate faces and elegant postures of the elves, the free and easy Siegel is more popular with the elves.

"Young man with black hair, tell me your story. An elf said.

So Siegel recounted his life story, especially his life at sea. I don't know why, all those hard work and terrible ordeals have become exciting stories on this occasion, and those happy times and pleasant feelings have become more condensed and sublimated. In short, Siegel is full of happiness.

Priest Sellifer made it to his side, listening carefully to Siegel's story. The young man was not stage frightened, he treated everyone as the same audience, and sang the seaman's song. It just so happened that one of the elven knights, who had been a lookout on the elven ship, had heard the song and sang along.

The elf's voice is beautiful and tactful, and Siegel's voice is sonorous, and the two of them sing together in a different style. After singing the song, everyone was applauding, and Siegel scratched his head embarrassedly at this time, but he was still very proud of his ability to be in the limelight.

"Oh child, your singing voice comes from the depths of your heart and has a soul resonance. You're going to be an amazing person. The priest said.

"Will I be a good knight?" Siegel asked.

"I can't answer that, after all, knighthood is just a path, a kind of life. You should know that strength comes from the soul, from the heart's persistence in faith. As a Starlight Priest, we are more concerned with the elves' own goals and conditions than with the fate of humans or other creatures in the world. But I feel the same joy and confidence from your singing as the elves, so I will say a few more words. Or maybe I'm talking too much, or maybe it's all fate. ”

"Uh...... I didn't get it. Siegel said directly.

"Tell you a secret, funny kid. Saliver laughed and said, "I don't understand the prophecy sometimes—there is a mystery in the way the gods act. ”

After the meeting, everyone ate for a while, and drowsiness came up, and they fell asleep one after another. In this blessed meadow, peaceful and peaceful, the earth is warm and soft, the breeze caresses, and everyone soon falls asleep.

The next morning, Siegel awoke refreshed to find that the elves were gone, leaving only Leah, who knew Sir Bill well. She was standing between Jazz and the Accountant when the two men seemed to be about to break out.

"You are not trustworthy!" said Sir angrily, "Don't you have a sense of shame?"

"What do you think I'm doing inappropriately?" the accountant tried to make himself look reasonable: "I'll give you the cost of the guard, relieving you of your responsibilities and obligations, and you can freely take on other tasks, what's wrong with that?"

"Then why did you change course and transport the wagon north in the direction of the 'new forest', and what benefit did the elves give you last night to make you do so?"

Leah's face was embarrassed, she knew what had happened: the night before, the elven knight had discovered the rare soil in the bag, and the priest wanted to buy the goods. After a little thought, the accountant came up with the need for a safe hiding place and the high price of 5,000 gold coins. The elves agreed, and the wagons headed to Xinlin, where the elves' outpost town was located.

In order to be able to regain control of the caravan, McCate must drive out Sir Bill. So he thought of terminating his employment contract with the Jazz early, so that Beal would have no reason to interfere with him anymore.

"It's after you're gone, it's none of your business. The accountant said, "Let's split up." ”

"Your Chamber of Commerce's Mr. Jeff Goldcoin is going mad. ”

"It's none of your business or mine. McKett finally said, "Mr. Mercenary, do you have anything else to do? I'm going to lead the caravan to the Elven New Forest, you won't stop us, will you?"

Jazz was angry, but he wasn't a robber. "Elf, alas!" he let out a long sigh. According to the knight's code of honor and conduct, in such a case he could only find the owner of the goods or the administrator of the territory, and only after obtaining permission could he arrest the person.

The caravan soon turned around and headed north, and they were walking in the elven territory all the way, and their safety should be guaranteed. Left with Ser Bill, Elf Leah, and Siegel, they continued west to Fort Hub.

Sir Bill was thinking about things all the way, and everyone was not in too much of a hurry, so he rode very slowly. Siegel was still being asked to exercise, almost doubling the amount of exercise. Leah looked at the young man with interest, carefully observing his training. After only three days on the road, the elves had already noticed something extraordinary about Siegel.

"Your flexibility and growth rate are some of the best I've ever seen in a human race, and only a handful of elven sword masters can match when they're young. Leah thought for a moment, then said to Siegel, "Do you want to learn the scimitar technique?"

With that, she jumped off the horse, drew the scimitar at her waist, and used Siegel as a target, performing the elf's scimitar skill. I saw that her posture combines the characteristics of hummingbirds, butterflies and cheetahs, moving with the wind and moving with the momentum. Although there was only a scimitar, Siegel felt that he was surrounded by blades, and there were swords and swords everywhere, and he didn't dare to move a single step.

Even though it was only a few breaths, Siegel felt like it was a long time. After the elf put away the knife and stood up, Siegel jumped up and quickly said, "I want to learn, I want to learn!"

"I was actually trying for you to teach him. Sir Bill also said, "This little cub is not yet mature, and is not suitable for my two-handed swordsmanship. ”

"Then we can't delay on the road, the elven sword technique can't be practiced while walking, let's go to the Hub Fort quickly. Leah said, "Rest there for a few days, and I'll teach him the basics." ”

So Leah let Siegel get on her horse, and the two of them rode together, which greatly increased the speed of the group's travel. Leah didn't forget to introduce the situation of this martial art on the way. She is a ranger who can move freely in the jungle and grasslands, has a high affinity for animals, and has mastered good bow and scimitar martial arts. These martial arts are the result of long-term exploration and improvement of the elves, integrating their comprehensive understanding of natural and magical powers, and adapting to the agile but delicate physique of the elves. Although Siegel is physically flexible, it is impossible to really use the power of this martial art as perfectly as an elf. Leah's biggest idea was for young people to be inspired by this technique and incorporate it into their own martial arts.

"You also have to learn Elfish language. Leah said, "Many of the tricks and tricks are passed down in the form of elven poetry that cannot be expressed in human language. ”

"I know some Elvish, but it's not good. Siegel replied, "Mostly just everyday greetings and nautical language." ”

"Since there is a foundation, it will save effort. Leah said, "Now I can teach you the basic structure of elven poetry." ”

So, despite being in a hurry, learning didn't stop for a moment. Every day at camp, Leah would teach Elvish and make Siegel pose oddly to stretch the young man's muscles. Each movement changes slowly, but each pose stretches specific muscles to the limit. Siegel never thought it would be so difficult to writhe on the ground, he was sweating profusely, and his whole body seemed to make a creaking ** sound. Fortunately, his physique is indeed stronger than ordinary people, and he is only sore for a few days, and he is not hurt.

At the end of each day's workout, Leah would find fresh spring water and cast a blessing spell that turned it into a sticky substance like an ointment, applied it to Siegel's muscles, and massaged him. The young man will be red-faced and writhing uneasily.

"I'd better do it myself, Master Leah. He had changed his name to Master with Sir Bill's approval, "I can apply the ointment myself." ”

"Relax, lad. The elf whispered, "As soon as this ointment passes through your hands, it will turn back into water." It is effective in getting rid of the tiredness that accumulates in your muscles during training, so you don't have to be nervous, it will affect the results. ”

'Okay, don't think about it. Siegel hinted to himself, but was still laughing at the soft, tingling, itchy sensation.

No matter how long the cloak avenue is, there will be an end, and they finally see the walls of the Hub Fort nearly a month after leaving Creekwood.